I sit alone
Dying inside.
So tired of crying
So sick of trying.
Wanting, needing, craving
comfort, acceptance, love, affection.
The ability to just be me.
Don't want to play this game no longer
This is torture- I'm not getting stronger.
I want it to end,
blow the whistle call out 'stop !'
Why won't you help me?
I thought you were my friend.
Confusion
Frustration
Raging inside.
No one to turn to
Nowhere to hide.
Fake smile in place
about to face the world.
The strong woman before you
just a messed up girl inside.
